Not One, But Two!

Chapter 22

"What's wrong with you, Daddy?"

Alissa sensed that Greg's aura was not right, and she couldn't help but ask in a soft voice.

Noticing that he had just startled the child a little, Greg quickly comforted her by saying softly, "It's nothing. I suddenly remembered your mommy mentioning her godfather, and I just want to get to know him."

"Godfather? Mommy doesn't have one!"

Alissa's big eyes blinked as she looked at him in a very puzzled manner.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Of course, if Mommy has a godfather, I would know." Alissa nodded very solemnly.

Upon hearing that, Greg's miserable heart suddenly relaxed a little.

"I just heard her calling someone and addressing the other person that way. Are you sure it's a mistake?" he asked Alissa cautiously.

Alissa was startled for a moment, but she soon waved her hand and said, "Uh, you're probably talking about my godfather. Every time Mommy goes abroad for business, she will call him and ask him to pass on some messages as long as he's around."

When Greg heard this, he felt relieved. It's actually the child's godfather.

However, before he could relax completely, he remembered something all of a sudden.

"Is your godfather handsome?"

"Yes! Not only is he handsome, he's very good at fighting as well. With Papa around, no one dares to bully Mommy," Alissa said very proudly.

Greg suddenly felt that his heart was being constricted by something again. In fact, Alissa's pleased look made him even more upset.

This is my daughter, okay?

That hateful woman actually got his daughter to acknowledge someone else as her papa, and she even allowed the man to take his place over the years. Who gave her the courage to do that?

The more Greg thought about it, the angrier he became. He suddenly stood up and said to Alissa, "You should rest for a while. I'll look for your mommy and speak to her."

"What are you going to talk about?" Alissa was a little curious.

"It's just something between adults. Be good, okay? I will show you the gym in a while, and I think you'll like it."

When she heard Greg say this, Alissa suddenly grinned.

"In that case, I'll wait for you."

"Okay!"

Greg and Alissa made a pinky promise before the man left the room. However, the corners of his lips turned down as soon as he stepped out.

I'm going to have a good talk with that woman!

After Abigail asked the servant, she found a guest room to temporarily stay in, but she kept thinking about the paternity test report in Greg's hands.

Whether the children belonged to Greg or not was up to her. Even if she didn't want Greg to acknowledge the children, she didn't need someone else to meddle with the report.

As she thought about it, she opened the door and walked out.

'Alissa, I have something to do. You stay here for a while, and I'll come back for you.' Abigail sent a message to Alissa before walking out.

Meanwhile, Greg had originally planned to come after Abigail and talk things out, but when he suddenly saw her leaving in a hurry, he told the housekeeper to take good care of Alissa before following after the woman.

Since Abigail had just returned to the country, she didn't have a car yet. As such, she hailed a taxi.

"Please go to City Hospital," Abigail said lightly.

The taxi driver promptly drove away, whereas Greg drove his car and followed them unhurriedly.

Before this, he would never do such a thing, but now, he told himself that everything was for his daughter's sake.

The car stopped at the entrance of City Hospital, and Abigail walked in quickly while Greg followed suit.

Abigail walked toward the laboratory department, but before she reached the door, she met Jonathan in the corridor.

"Abigail, I knew I would definitely find you here." Jonathan blocked Abigail's way in a timely manner.

As she frowned slightly, Abigail took a step back subconsciously to distance herself from him. Then, she asked in an aloof manner, "Is there something you need, Young Master Jonathan?"

Jonathan's heart ached slightly. "Abigail, you never called me that in the past."

"Well, you know that that was in the past. Young Master Jonathan, I don't wish to mention things that have passed. It just so happened that I came here today to look for you. Now that we've met, let's talk."

Abigail was completely open when talking to him, and her eyes no longer held any love for him. In fact, she was calm like she was meeting a stranger. Jonathan was not used to this feeling, but when he heard that Abigail wanted to talk to him, he immediately became happy.

"Okay. There's a cafe next door, so why don't we go and sit there?"

Abigail frowned slightly at the suggestion, but she nodded nonetheless. Since it concerned her daughter's affairs, the hospital was not a good place to talk as it was crowded with people.

When he saw Abigail agreeing to it, Jonathan immediately wanted to hold her hand, but she avoided him.

"I can go by myself, Young Master Jonathan." After she finished speaking, she walked past him.

And so, Jonathan's hand was empty just like his heart. Looking at Abigail, who was now very successful, he suddenly felt regretful as he thought of her youthful past.

Why didn't he calm down and listen to Abigail's explanation five years ago? However, it was too late to say anything more now.

He could sense Abigail's indifference and estrangement, but he still wanted to try again. With this thought in mind, he followed Abigail out of the hospital.

When Greg saw the two of them leaving the hospital one after the other, the way Jonathan looked at Abigail made him a little unhappy.

"Troy, find out what is the relationship between Abigail and Jonathan for me," Greg called Troy.

Troy was startled for a moment before he whispered, "Mr. Buckley, according to the information I gave you, Young Master Jonathan and Dr. Kain were lovers five years ago. However, the Fraser Family did not acknowledge this later. Right now, Young Master Jonathan should be in love with Emma Kain."

Greg's eyes narrowed slightly. "They were a couple? Why didn't I come across this part?"

Troy did not dare to answer.

At that time, Greg probably was busy checking Abigail's situation in Marona for the past five years, so he naturally gave a cursory glance at the other parts. At that moment, Troy was still wondering why Greg felt nothing when he saw this part. Was it because he didn't look carefully into her relationships at all? Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

However, he was wise not to speak.

After Greg hung up the phone, his eyes were a little dim.

The couple from five years ago had met each other again. Were they about to reignite their relationship? Or had they been in love all this time?

Greg subconsciously got out of the car and went directly into the cafe next door.

Meanwhile, Abigail was regretting her decision after she entered the cafe—it was a place obviously for those young people who were in love. The lighting and decorations here were particularly romantic, and it made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Jonathan said happily, "Let's go to the private room over there."

"We can just sit in one of the booths."

Abigail casually found a booth and took a seat.

Seeing her acting like this, Jonathan didn't force it. In fact, he was happy as long as she gave him the time of day. He sat down opposite Abigail, failing to notice that Greg was already sitting beside them.

Then, Jonathan asked very attentively, "Do you still like Blue Mountain Coffee? Half a spoon of sugar, right?"

"I like bitter coffee now—no sugar or cream."

Jonathan was slightly taken aback by Abigail's words. "Is it because of me? I didn't listen to your explanation five years ago, and it broke your heart. It's my fault, but you also need to understand me, Abigail. I have loved you for so many years, and I went abroad to customize our wedding rings. However, when I came back and saw that you didn't come home at night and even had traces of some other man on your body, I couldn't accept it at all."

As he spoke, he was going to hold Abigail's hand. However, the woman withdrew her hand faster than him before she leaned back slightly against her chair.

At the same time, the corners of her lips rose slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Is that so? After you calmed down, did you go to the Kain Residence to look for me? Do you know what I went through there?"

Jonathan paused for a while before he said a little uncomfortably, "I went to find you, but Emma said that you went abroad to study, so..."

"Ha…"

Abigail told herself that since this person didn't believe in her back then, she shouldn't have expected anything from him. Yet, when she heard Jonathan's words, she was still a little distressed.

It turned out that she had been so blind to love him five years ago.

"Okay, Young Master Jonathan, let's not talk about the past. I'm here today to ask you something."

Abigail changed the subject in a timely manner. If it weren't for the sake of her daughter, she wouldn't have sat with him at all.

"What's the matter? Just ask me. As long as you're the one asking, I know everything and will tell you everything."

Right now, Jonathan desperately wished that Abigail would beg him for something that he knew. Abigail looked at him and asked coldly, "Did you meddle with my daughter and Greg Buckley's DNA test results?"

As soon as these words came out, Jonathan was not the only one who was stunned. In fact, the man sitting beside them was shocked as well.

Jonathan was the one who meddled with it?

Jonathan paused before turning his head away. "I don't know what you're talking about. Does your daughter have anything to do with my uncle?"

"Who? Who is your uncle?"

Abigail felt as if she had been struck by lightning suddenly.

Upon seeing her like this, Jonathan couldn't help but ask, "Don't you know that Greg Buckley is my uncle? My mother and Uncle Greg are biological siblings. He's my mother's younger brother. My uncle's mother is my grandmother, and you did the surgery on her not too long ago."

"F*ck!"

Abigail uttered a foul word at once. If she had known that she would encounter these people when she came back for this surgery, she wouldn't have come back even if they threatened her with death.

When Jonathan suddenly heard Abigail's foul language, he was stunned.

"Abigail, why are you speaking in such a foul manner? You used to—"

"What? Can't I? Who are you to me?"

Abigail had a very bad temper at this very moment. She had been abandoned by Jonathan five years ago, and was now involved with his uncle five years later. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

What the hell?!

She got up abruptly as she thought about it. She was going to turn around and leave, but Jonathan grabbed her by the wrist.

"Abigail, did I say something wrong? Don't go! I really don't know anything about the report, but I can check it for you."

"There's no need for that. I can check it myself. I believe the hospital has surveillance cameras. Jonathan, it better not be you. Keep in mind that our relationship ended five years ago, and now you should do the right thing by letting go of my hand!"

Abigail's voice was not loud, but it was very cold, and those beautiful eyes were even icier now.

Jonathan was a little unwilling, so he said mulishly, "I won't let you go. It was my fault back then, and I will never let you go this time!"

"Let go of her!"

As soon as Jonathan's voice fell, Greg's dull voice suddenly came from the seat next door, and both Abigail and Jonathan were shocked.